Yes

You wait around no more than 5-10 minutes before seeing the tight-leather clad young woman drop down from the rooftops. She's carrying a futuristic looking device that you don't quite understand, but could care less about in the grand scheme of perversion you were set on.

She makes the handoff to her unknowing father, Jim Gordon, and you hear her explaining to him how to use it properly. After successfully tuning all of that nonsense out, you slide out of the dark alleyway and confidently approach your voluptuous soon to be play-thing.

"Hi Batgirl, i'm a really big fan of yours and was wondering if you could sign this for me?"

You pull out a gimmicky looking batarang you manifested with the powers you gave yourself in this fictional playground.

She looks semi annoyed but to save face grabs the sharpie out of your hand. "Who should I be making this out to?

"Master." you say with a vitriolic grin

"Huh? that's so inappr-" She couldn't finish her statement before your power takes over the fight in her brain.

"Yes, Master." She says with a submissive undertone.